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‘Fringe’ review: ‘Soulfulness of a dry, cool, wintry variety’

I’m still digesting last night’s epsiode of “Fringe” (and wondering why Leonard Nimoy was grinning so zealously in that anti-climatic ending — and why exactly the makers of the show felt compelled to shroud Nimoy’s face in shadow for so long when his name is in the opening credits), but I wanted to draw attention to Robert Lloyd’s review of the season finale. As usual, he is sharp in his analysis and I particularly like this vivid paragraph:

Like most science fiction, the show is an invitation to obsession, but like much science fiction, it helps if you think more about the fiction and less about the science, which is, one might say, loosely based on a few convenient facts. But what makes the show work in any case is not so much character and plot — the first is barely explored, except as regards Walter Bishop, and the second is not always easy to track — as it is mood and event. That and its soulfulness, albeit soulfulness of a dry, cool, wintry variety, qualities [Anna]Torv herself embodies. Much of the drama is located in her Alice in Wonderland eyes.